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| poppy & lil jesse |
running with the wolves-cloud cult
there's a dream... a haze that lays over my eyelids. the want, the need to revive the mustache of that italian old man i loved so...
FLASHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
a nightmare... the place of solace. the overwhelming flood of emotion. the grease and grime accumulating the moment i start to stagnate...
TANGLED!
amidst the two sensations... an instant craving for inspiration. the recipe for inspiration is boiling over the brim of a fond fellow and the percussion paintings of a cloud cult..
LET IN THE MOMENT! ACCEPT TRANSCENDENCE! ESCAPE THE MELTDOWN!
so simple so pure, but never a time i'm not insecure.
forever wondering> yields inspiration, pondering.
toil in the things you don't know, and one day you'll reap the secrets time has sewed.
That last line.
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two very different sensations...that is what your work is about. no? If you had to choose two words to describe them - what would they be? solace and grime?
ReplyDeletehmmm two words....i'm trying to really think about this.
ReplyDeletesolace & memory perhaps?....nostalgia?
you push and pull with your words and your work. I feel like theres a bit of a tug of war going on in your head, and your striving for balance. you describe the process of how you get there and I think that's where your work exists.
ReplyDeleteI almost lost my train of thought because I read everyone else's comments, but I'll come back to what I want to say based on that.
ReplyDeleteWhat I wanted to say, very much so, is that: I plan on listening to your links of Cloud Cult very soon, not only because I can tell that they're really important to you and I think it's directly related to your work in some way a lot of the time because you said that you listen to them while working a lot or at least they've made it on here in two different posts if I remember correctly but anyways - I want to give them a try purely out of knowing that you must have some pretty good taste, and I'm purely curious (about them, and the never ending search for new, and good, music at all times).
I'm setting up that mediafire exchange, and I'm going to lend you my laptop to do it, and it's going to be awesome to trade music. It just being the three of us, I think it has potential not only for here but also for sharing and opening up. Like, Abby literally has to listen my music all the time. She knows what it is. But, there's songs I'd want to give her to try out, or that I think would be good for her work. Is that weird? Pretentious? Off-kilter? I don't know, and frankly, m'dear, I don't really give a damn.
Anyways. The point being. I think it'd be really cool to share music with you, and based on your likes and taste in music listed in your profile, I'm already pretty excited to try and make you a mix of stuff you might like, or not at all. It don't matter. But yeah, watch out - it's coming soon to a store near you.
OKAY SO YEAH i wrote a lot in response this week. I think that's to make up for the lack of commenting on time, before the meeting. But I wanted to say all of that, anyways.
My only other thing of note that I really want to say is that I think it's good that you're confronting your source [of inspiration] so frequently and openly and continuously, and I know that must be hard - in some way I want to say "buuhhlieve me" - but that you do it great. And that if you ever want to talk about how that's weird to do, or how it's hard, or becomes harder over time, we could talk. But, really, I think it's great. It proves some sense of courage in a way that I think is great when I see it in people. Who wants to confront that which is "a lot"? No one. So when someone does, hell yes. - insert Beck singing and drum synths.
Related to the comments: the way you write makes a lot of sense to me, and makes you and you work make more sense to me, even though you already did.
I think on this blog, here, alone, the two words that might describe what you voice interest in and in the meeting which we brought our inspirational pieces is really maybe solace and grime.
But I do think that when I think of your work, and what you do with it, or are doing in the process and trying/succeeding at doing at your "finishing" point, really does maybe actually come across as solace and memory, maybe - or moment, as if when everything that was once chaotic and running around and free floating all of a suddened collapsed from the air and fell into each other in this really eye-widening pure sort of way as puzzle pieces and tetris moments and unlocking aspects to this sort of, i dont know, moment and object that is sincere and singular and container, of awe or something else i'm not sure, all at once.
I love the word equilibrial. Not for how it sounds, but how it defines that something that balance that Abby may be talking about. I definitely understand more reading your blog. ANDDDDD... I think that's all I have to say. Phew, right?
So, yeah - THAT'S ALL FOLKS! Peace and boobie grease, as my friend Ben says.